Dammit, vw! I was just about to post that!
'Lies My Parents Told Me'
Coffee On My Monitor
This thread is for Buffista quotage. Posts that are profound, witty, or otherwise deserving of immortality go here. This is also Shrift's source for the BRQG, so be aware that if your words end up here, they'll also end up there. Finally, please note which thread spawned the quotage and please white-out anything that might be spoilery to Un-Americans.
Nilly, doing her thing when people asked about how "HSQ" came to be (in Previously):
The genesis of a Buffista term:
Right afrer "The Trial" (Dru vamping Darla):
Anya G: The ending of this episode had the "Holy shit!" factor of Buffy when it's good.
Stephanie A. Johnson: HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!!!! Drusilla!!! I had no freakin' idea! THIS is why I dont' read spoilers. Because I love the feeling that I get when I am so in shock surprise and amazement at the brilliance of the show that I can only get out a strangled "oh. my. GOD!!!"
Bob K: I also yelled "HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!!" at Dru's entrance. Soooo glad I wasn't spoilered on this.
David J. Schwartz: I must add my "HOLY SHIT!" to the general chorus.
Right after "Reunion" (people cellar):
David S: And the ending ranks up there just behind "Becoming 2" for "Holy shit!" Quotient.
And right before "Redefinition" (Dru and Darla on fire):
David S: I agree with Hines on this. The HSQ (Holy Shit! Quotient) on Angel has been much, much higher than on Buffy this year. In fact, the last two episodes of Angel both rang up huge HSQs.
And right after:
Suela Clabby: But yes, we are nice people. Tim likes us! OK, so maybe he likes the leg-humping mentality he gets in the three hours after an episode with a high HSQ (like that acronym, I'm going to use it more).
meara: Sad that Angel is feeling so much better than Buffy this season (and am so going to use "HSQ" in the future...)
David S: Cool, that's two votes. I think we're on our way to a coinage. Just what we needed: more obscure initials to baffle casual viewers and posters.
And it was good. and there was evening, and there was morning (you know, different timezones) of the second AtS thread on TT.
Susan: My brother, who received hand-to-hand combat training as part of his West Point education, once told me that love is like a knife fight--the only way to survive and prevail is to accept that you're going to get cut and fight anyway.
ita's follow-up to Susan's quote above:
Hmm. I've made peace with the knife fight part of it long ago. Still pondering the rest.
The ineffable Cindy:
I cut myself with a plastic knife, once. This was years before I ran myself over with my own car, though.
And Nutty's followup to Cindy:
Cindy, how are you not dead? Or did all the muggers decide you were too likely to flip them over while you were searching for your wallet to hand over, and pass you by??
Nutty, with some sound advice in Natter:
Generally speaking, when you pull the pin out of a grenade, that only encourages it to explode. That is aiding and abetting an explosive.
Still of the opinion that defense against explosives is run away! Run away! and then hide someplace until they stop exploding.
Sean K, in reaction to a recipe that included whole fish heads:
That's one of my few hard and fast rules about food. It is not allowed to look back at me. EVER.
Natter:
Theodosia: Is there an echo in here, or is somebody having a birthday?
billytea, in Natter (I'm just the setup):
me:
Can she thwump things as well?
billytea:
Not in this thread.
I mean, she can, but then I'd be standing in the corner complaining about these 'damn kids with their loud music and sleeves of sundry colour', and how in my day 'thwumping really meant something'. And you never, ever ponked on the first date.
That's the trouble with kids these days. No respect. It's all thwumping and muppets.
edit: D'OH!